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proud proclamation for predestined program

as a ticket to relief. 

the belief that life unfolds itself

without upholds myself

power in our

gripless going

showing the flowing

as the sole source guide

growing freely this whole time.



the letter i 

isn’t capitalized

since individuation

ain’t real as we feel

tied to the creation

holistically, really 

it couldn’t be just me

in relation 

to the grand scheme

outing who i’ve been being

as stardust 

even the most robust

style lives as a meanwhile

to earth’s sundial

to space’s moonchild

& there is profound solace 

identified that none of this

stands alone 

where there’s

interconnectivity 

within every bone

we are all one

here at home

any place any time

we decide we’re

passengers on the ride

one, two, three, eyes

perceive allies 

in everyone as they are

the matching sides of my

multidimensional, transcendental 

walking, talking, breathing time.


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